Rikka AKA Scooter AKA the sea-fearingest-sailor
This last week we took a long land-voyage and had one of the busiest 2-week stretches in a while, and I was not able to get an email update out. My sincerest apologies.
Before our great western loop, my sister Rikka flew into San Diego for a weekend of sailing and merriment. She was a more enthused sailor than most guests and I suspect it had something to do with her not trusting her dumb little brother could pull off the whole sailing thing. She was convinced we’d die off the coast of Oregon so she wanted us to prove that we knew what we were doing. We spent her first day in town cruising up and down the San Diego bay seeing the sights and ships. After that, she kindly insisted we do another day sailing outside of the bay to see the open pacific and some better wind and swell.
We spent super bowl Sunday with Chuck and Kitsy and as always at their house ate like kings.
We also made two attempts at the Cabrillo monument national park hoping for the combination of low tide, and low popularity so we could experience the tide pools. This was a highlight. We spent hours wandering the slippery rocks looking at all manner of sea creatures: Rainbow Sea Stars, Sea hares, fish, hermit crabs, snails, non-rainbow starfish, and dozens of un-identifiable-brightly-colored-oddly-shaped aliens.
We crammed in a beach day, long dinghy ride, found an ancestor’s grave at the Point Loma Military Cemetery, a fish taco night, and even some movies. I’d like to think we’re getting more efficient at hosting guests and stacking the days with festive, sea-related activities. We also scored the best oranges I’ve ever tasted willy nilly in a golf cart on the side of the road.
This visit nearly rounds out the last of our immediate family members to see & sail on scooter. Maria & Schmitz are the remaining outliers but they have a great excuse, hence the reason for our Wild-West-Winnie-(w)Road-Trip. Tales from the long drive coming soon. Aka tomorrow.
